Sunday, October 30, 2011
What a difference a day makes. I got up late this morning and the sun was shining brightly. I was unfortunately late for breakfast with She(WMBO). She goes to early Mass, 7:00, no singing, and I go to a later one, 9:15. We meet between Masses for breakfast at 8:00.
And I was late.
Lucky for me, I was reading at the last Mass, 12:15, and that was lucky because I could dress in jeans and skip the jacket and tie. I figured I would dash out and go.
Oops. It was wet and freezy yesterday. The car was covered in ice. Scrape scrape scrape.
I was 20 minutes late, but I was forgiven.
After I went to Mass it was about 1:30 before I got home and what a day it was! Sun shining, the forecast high of 41 F was about 15 degrees short of what we got. Cyclist were everywhere!.
Me? I hit my to do list. Lots of outside work to get done every time the weather is good and today it was great.
Lots of sunshine, lots of fresh air, and lots of activity. That what I call a day of rest!
Saturday, October 29, 2011
For the last several weeks we have been enjoying some really beautiful fall weather here in the Mid Atlantic and Chesapeake. We have had more rain than usual, no argument there, but for the most part the not rainy days have been just great. I have been calling it waiting-for-the-shoe-to-drop weather.
Take Saturday two weeks ago. That was the Baltimore Marathon weekend. Forecasters were calling for temps near 60 winds 10-25 mph with gusts to 35 - 45 mph. What we got was temps near 75 with winds 5 - 15 mph, occasional gusts to 20 mph. All in all a beautiful day to run around Baltimore in my skivvies for five and a half hours.
With weather like that, you just KNEW it couldn't last.
And it didn't.
We awoke this morning to find evidence that it had snowed or sleeted over night. It was cold, about 37F and drizzly. I went for my scheduled 13.5 mile run anyway. As I ran it got colder. The pace of the rain increased until it was a steady moderate rain. At the end of my first lap (3.75 mile) by the house, I had to leave my glasses on the porch with my water station, couldn't see. By the end of the second lap (7.25 miles) I was quite wet. I thought about stopping. I went on anyway.
The way I lay out my Saturday long runs, no lap is longer than 3.75 mile. No where on my course am I farther from the house than 1.5 mile. So I figured, let's just take it one lap at a time. I got to a critical decision point where I go onto the college campus and run the loop road or I pull the plug. But I found myself a little confused. I was shivering. My muscles were not responding as I would expect. These are early signs of HYPOTHERMIA. Most people who die from "exposure" die from hypothermia and most die when temperatures are above freezing, even in the 50s.
I pulled the plug. At that point I was only three-quarters of a mile from the porch. I gotta tell you, it was the longest three-quarters of a mile I have run in a long time. I felt like I was running in slow motion. I knew I was going to get home, I not so bad that getting home was a real issue.
I arrived home and pulled my soaked gloves off to stop my watch and gps, but my fingers weren't responding (100 minute exactly! 8.8 miles). Luckily, I had asked She(WMBO) to leave the door unlocked when She went out to her nail appointment. I would not have been able to use the key.
I hit the mudroom and stripped out of my wet clothes right there. I shivered my way to the bathroom where I cranked on the shower so hot as to warm up the room, then dialed it back to just warm. I warmed up in a warm shower; had a cup of hot chocolate.
Hypothermia is not something to mess with. It can kill you. Fortunately mine was only considered mild. But I learned the symptoms when I lived in Alaska 35 years ago and I never forgot them.
By the way, cold as it was this morning, and it was, the rain was changing to sleet when I made my decision and was going over to snow by the time I reached the porch. It did that back and forth all day and we got a little plastering of wet snow (like a dusting, but hey this stuff was more like white rain so yeah, plastering) here in Catonsville, but I hear NYC got 5 inches and Worcester Mass go a foot.
So the shoe did drop, and we dodged a bullet.
Friday, October 28, 2011
There is a guy in town with whom I share a name, though we are only very distantly related. And let's face it, it's not like my name is Smith or Jones or even something as common as McGillicuddy. And my first name usually doesn't make the top 100 names for boys list. So when I run into another Timothy Nohe in my town, we become facebook friends. I have never even met the guy. From Facebook, I am pretty sure that Professor Tim Nohe and I share very little than our names in common.
Tim posted this from Huffington Post. It's called Occupy Your Kitchen by Kurt Michael Friese: www.huffingtonpost.com/kurt-friese/o
He starts all about the Occupy (Your Venue Here) movement. OK it is the HuffPo. Then he launches into Big Agriculture. Ah! Now he starts to rip into something different.
He then proposes something I have often thought about. 50 years ago we spent 15% of our GNP on food and 6% on medical care. Now it's just the opposite. Is there a connection?
This country is one of the most malnourished in the world. We aren't starving. There is plenty of food but we don't eat the right.
Friese goes on to suggest that the next movement we should join is Occupy You Kitchen. After I read the article, I posted this blog length comment to Tim's post:
It's true! In my experience at Weight Watchers, as a member and as a service provider, if I had a dime for every time a member said it was (1) too hard, (2) too time consuming, or (3) too expensive to cook a healthy meal every evening, well, I'd be "The 1%." People are truly convinced of these statements.
"I don't know how to cook." You also didn't know how to use the remote on your new HDTV but you figured it out. Go to the library, get a book. Go to the internet and google it. Holy crap! can you boil water?? What the hell is WRONG WITH YOU????!!! (Sorry those are things I can't actually say at Weight Watchers meetings. Sorry) Start with a box of Mac & Cheese and hot dogs and a can of green beans and grow from there.
"It takes too much time." I must admit, it does take time. It takes more time to fix a good meal and to clean up from it than it does for my family to eat it. But the time spent in the kitchen is relaxing. It is creative. It is time better spent than watching reruns of CSI/NCIS/Law and Order on USA and TNT. And the time around the table, short as it may be, is priceless. (Tim, your kids are still young, hang on to that time. Mine are all grown and I miss it.)
"It's too expensive to eat healthy." It would seem so when you think that McDonalds has a dollar menu. Hmm. Not entirely sure since I don't eat there any more, but for one person you can get a cheese burger, fries, and medium HFCS-water beverage for $3.18. But that is PER PERSON! Family of 4 costs $12.72. And really and truthfully? How often do you (the rhetorical you) actually stick to that dollar menu? You absolutely can cook a meal for your family for cheaper than that, you will have more variety, it will taste better, and it will be healthier. I guaran-damn-tee it.
Someone was checking out my cart at the store and (rudely) commented that I must be one of those vegetarian health nuts. I looked in my cart and realized that 90% of my cart was not in a box. The pasta was. I think I had a bag of rice cakes - caramel flavored. I do eat healthy, now, but I am not a nut about it. And I am an unreformed omnivore, just as I was created.
I admit it, I do espy other people's carts and you know? Next to "The 99%" of grocery store shoppers, I am a vegetarian health nut. No frozen pizza. No frozen Mac and Cheese (they won't even boil water and open a box!). Actually no pre-cooked meals in my freezer that I didn't cook.
I just don't see fit to comment on their bad choices. Out loud. Where they can hear me.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Here's my parody of the "99%ers" picture messages:
I went to my doctor to get checked out; to be sure that my heart, my lungs, and my legs would be able to survive and endure. After weeks of exhaustive tests, he informed me that I was fit and ready to go. So I signed up for a marathon 10 months down the road. I started training in early February. It was dark and it was cold. I continued to train. I trained thru snow and ice and sleet and wind (I hate the wind!). I continued to train through the summer in brutal heat and pouring rain under thunder-threatening clouds. I cross trained on a bike and in the pool. I hit the weights and did pushups and pull ups. I rose at 4:30 on Saturdays to get out before dawn and run for hours. 17 miles, 20 miles, 23 miles. I nearly quit at 23 miles. It was getting to be too much. But I had made a commitment to myself. I was going to do this. When race day came and that horn blared, I ran. I had trained for this. I was ready. I ran. I ran thru winds (I hate the wind!), thru fatigue, thru hunger. The I ran thru my worst enemy: my own self-doubt. I doubted I could finish. I wondered why I was doing this. But I ran through all that. And I finished!
I AM A MARATHONER.
I AM THE 0.1%
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
I think everyone who has had a kitchen since the 1970s owns or has owned a slow cooker.
But I have been experimenting with someting else -- a rice cooker. I have a Zojirush NS-ZCC18. www.zojirushi.com/products/nszcc It has a timer cook mode that allows me to set things up, say when I want it ready and leave. This is how I make my oatmeal. Set it up tonight to be done by 6 AM.
I have also cooked beans and quinoa in it. The polenta was not quite a fail ... it was more like grits than polenta.
Tonight I got bold. I layered in rice, a broccoli cauliflower mixed vegetable thing, and breast of chicken. Set it to go and when it was about 45 minutes later, I had dinner all in one pot. It wasn't something I would serve guests, to be quite honest, but I was good enough for dinner on a busy evening.
Be Bold in the kitchen.
Stand Up to Cancer -- S^2C
Who do I stand up for?
I S^4 Jane
I S^4 Ed
I S^4 Chris
I S^4 Len
Who do you S^4?
Get An Email Alert Each Time TIMOTHYNOHE Posts